sailor

Chains are made to hold fast and secure but even the strongest break with neglect and time. Salt and air eat through the hardest iron just as age devours man of strength and sense. It was the nature of things and something keen in the mind of the man who stood on the dock, ignoring the bustle of soldiers and sailors around him. Frost had not touched Nathion's dark hair yet but there were lines round his eyes and mouth when he smiled, earned from the southern sun.

This is a transcription of the Red-haired Maid lyrics, as it is sung in havens from Linhir to Umbar

In far Andrast lived a girl,

With a heart of fire and fire in her hair

She was so fair and full of grace